Furukawa Kumisa nodded fiercely: I understand, I understand, please leave quickly!!

The door finally closed again, and Furukawa Kumisa was no longer careless now. She just held her breath and waited until the system told her "Gin is on the elevator" before slowly letting go.

She lifted the quilt and sighed: "Huh... I'm finally gone..."

Amuro raised his elbows and propped his head up to look at her: "Are you... afraid of gin?"

He was a little unsure of Furukawa Kumisa's thoughts, but he could tell from her reaction just now that it was not the fear of her sweetheart catching her in bed - but she was indeed afraid.

Furukawa Kumisa raised his eyebrows: "You're kidding! Am I afraid of him?"

Toru Amuro didn't expose her, but just chuckled: "Then I can sleep a little longer?"

Furukawa Kumisa gritted his teeth: "...Get down here!"

As she said this, she was about to push him, but he grabbed his hand and refused to let go.

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned for a moment, and tried hard to pull back, but the other party didn't move at all: "You..."

But she saw him holding her hand and gently pulling her hand, and the whole person hugged her.

Toru Amuro hugged her gently, carefully avoiding her wounds, but weakly raised his arms to wrap his arms around her.

Furukawa Kumisa frowned: "Amuro..."

"Just a moment."

Because her whole body was held in his arms, her voice was muffled and unreal when she heard it.

Toru Amuro gently rubbed the top of her head, her tone of voice was nostalgic, and she seemed to be murmuring involuntarily: "...just for a while."

His arms across her body relaxed and tightened several times, as if he wanted to hug her hard, but he was afraid of touching her wounds.

Or perhaps, she was afraid that everything in front of her was just a dream, and with just a little force, the bubble of the dream would be burst, and she would return to her lifeless appearance again.

Furukawa Kumisa pursed her lips, understood what he was thinking, retracted her hand, and stopped pushing him: "...Don't be afraid."

After a while, she gently slipped into his arms and said, "I'm back."

When Gin returned to the ward with the porridge, Toru Amuro was sitting by the bed peeling an apple for Kumisa Furukawa.

After pushing the door open and coming in, Gin was silent for a moment: "...don't you want to sleep?"

Furukawa Kumisa crunched an apple and said: "I have slept for more than a week and I am full."

Gin didn't say anything, he just walked to her bedside, stretched out his hand and handed the porridge to her.

Furukawa Kumisa looked at the porridge handed to him by Gin on the right, and then at Toru Amuro on the left who was concentrating on peeling apples.

Furukawa Kumisa: ...Ace killer Gin bought me porridge, and organized boss Bourbon peeled apples for me. I feel like I have reached the pinnacle of my life as an undercover agent...

The system spoke coquettishly: "You'd better pray that they don't reveal your undercover identity, otherwise you will be peeled like an apple and cooked into porridge."

Furukawa Kumisa imagined that scene and shuddered inexplicably.

Then Toru Amuro, who should be concentrating on looking at apples, raised his head and said with concern: "Cold?"

Gin on the other side had already taken action, pulled the quilt back up to her belly, and covered her up to her neck.

Furukawa Kumisa:...It’s even colder.

"Ahem... then, if you have anything else, don't worry about me. Everything is fine with me, you can go about your business..."

Furukawa Kumisa took the porridge from Gin's hand - of course she didn't expect Gin to feed her, that would be too scary.

But the movement of raising his hands once again touched the wound on his chest. Furukawa Kumisa frowned but said nothing.

Gin ducked slightly to avoid Furukawa Kumisa's outstretched hand, and the bowl of porridge just hung in the air.

A question mark popped up on Furukawa Kumisa's head: "...Give it to me?"

Gin was silent for a moment and then said, "Don't move your wound."

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned for a moment before realizing that he meant to tell her not to take things by herself.

Furukawa Kumisa: ...but how can I eat it without holding it?

Just as the two were in a stalemate, a wheat-colored hand stretched out and took the porridge in Gin's hand.

Gin looked up and saw Toru Amuro's smiling face: "I'll do it."

Gin's eyebrows darkened and he refused to let go, just frozen in the air.

Toru Amuro saw through Gin's thoughts, but he was not afraid at all. He just smiled kindly and said: "Otherwise, are you going to feed her yourself?"

As soon as Gin finished speaking, before Gin could say anything, Furukawa Kumi's head was already shaking like a rattle on the bed.

Furukawa Kumisa: Gin feeds her? What a joke!

For Gin, compared to feeding people with a spoon, holding a gun and stuffing it into people's mouths is obviously more suitable for his style.

...It was too scary and she didn't want to try it.

Gin noticed Furukawa Kumisa's appearance and glanced at her sideways.

Furukawa Kumisa noticed his gaze and shrank his neck, but still insisted on shaking his head.

Gin looked away, and finally let go, letting Amuro Toru take the bowl of porridge.

Furukawa Kumisa breathed a sigh of relief.

Gin watched in silence as Toru Amuro opened the lid, took out a spoon, took out a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew it to cool, and then passed it to Furukawa Kumisa's lips...

He suddenly said: "I want to leave for a while."

Furukawa Kumisa didn't react for a moment: "...ah?"

She swallowed a mouthful of porridge, then realized what Gin had said, and subconsciously asked: "Mission?"

Gin didn't answer.

Furukawa Kumisa didn't have any interest in getting to the bottom of the matter about Gin, so he just said a few polite words: "Then be careful."

Gin paused for a moment, as if waiting for her to say something else, but he saw that she was concentrating on drinking her porridge and didn't show any sign of speaking.

He stretched out his hand to hold the hat on his head and said somewhat awkwardly: "...I have read the report. He is recovering well. The wound will be healed and he will be discharged from the hospital in a week. Don't..."

Having said this, Gin thought about the doctor's instructions just now and wanted to repeat them in detail, but this was something he was not good at. After thinking for a long time, he could only hold back one sentence, "...Don't do anything that is not good for the wound.

.”

Furukawa Kumisa nodded obediently: "I understand."

Gin thought for a while and added: "What's the matter..."

Before he could finish speaking, Toru Amuro, who had been silent for a long time, answered in time: "...I will help handle it."

Gin:……

Toru Amuro looked at Gin's cold eyes and smiled slightly: "I will be in Tokyo during this period. If anything happens to Natafi, you can contact me."

Gin:……

Furukawa Kumisa over there was still nodding heartlessly: "Okay, don't worry, there are really things that I can't handle, and I will definitely not mess around."

After everything that needed to be said and what needed to be explained, Gin glanced at Furukawa Kumisa on the hospital bed again, his eyes moved, but in the end he didn't say anything more and walked towards the door.

When he held the door handle, he still hesitated and said: "...remember to call me."

After saying that, he opened the door and left.

Furukawa Kumisa tilted his head: "Why should I call him?"

Amuro Toru next to him laughed but did not answer.

Furukawa Kumisa took two more mouthfuls of porridge before he realized: "He means, remember to call him if anything happens?"

But the gap between the two sentences was too long, which made her confused.

Toru Amuro took a tissue nearby and wiped her mouth, then picked up the porridge again and fed her, and then said slowly: "Gin is very good to you."

Maybe this is not "good" in the ordinary sense, but all Gin's actions during this period are already within the scope of "gin" and can be called "very good" actions.

Furukawa Kumisa shuddered subconsciously: "...No, no, no, no, I can't bear it."

Gin in the first life was also "very good" to her, so good that he gave her a shot in the end.

She was grateful for the madman's "nice".

Toru Amuro looked at her sincere expression of hating gin, and paused her hand slightly, "You don't like gin?"

Furukawa Kumisa gave him a strange look: "Is this strange? Apart from vodka, is there anyone in the world who 'likes' him?"

"But why are you afraid of him?" He asked after thinking of Furukawa Kumisa's appearance just now.

Furukawa Kumisa subconsciously refuted him: "I'm not afraid of gin."

Seeing Toru Amuro's disbelief, Furukawa Kumisa sighed, "Bourbon, you have been in the organization for a long time, you should know that Gin..." She wanted to be tactful, but she felt there was nothing to be tactful about.

"...is a madman."

Toru Amuro:...Is it so direct?

"For a lunatic who you can't attack, the best way is not to provoke him." Furukawa Kumisa said earnestly, "——We may still care about a little bit of 'colleague' friendship, but we don't care when he goes crazy.
To be continued...